Friday, April 26, 2013

They Got Flights

Surprise, surprise, surprise. Congress and Barack "Red Line in the Sand" Obama will only cancel the part of the sequester that inconveniences rich people. And just in time for the weekend, as they all blow town without waiting on the tarmac. Also just in time for the Hollywood celebs to blow into town for the horrific White House Correspondents Dinner after first blowing off the TSA security lines just because they can. Don't get mad. Get even. And while we're thinking about how on earth we will actually accomplish that, here's a little ditty, sung to the tune of Johnny Cash's "I Got Stripes" (video here)On a Monday, their flights got arrested (uh huh)On a Tuesday, those plutocrats got mad (oh crap)On a Wednesday, they found they'd been sequestered On a Thursday, the Senate met and blurted out "Our Bad!"So they got flightsFlights in all their Lear JetsWhile we got chainsChains around our feet (CPI!)They got their rightsBut we still got no jobs, yo.And those chains, those chainsAre about to drag us down.On a Monday, the kids still had no Pre-K On a Tuesday, the cancer clinics closed (oh boy)On a Wednesday, the Navy cancelled Fleet WeekOn a Thursday, we still were getting hosed.But they got flightsFlights in all their Lear JetsAnd we got chains,Chains around our feet (oh my corns!)They got their rightsAnd still we have no jobs yetAnd those chains, those chainsJust keep on draggin down. On a Monday, they cut the AIDS relief off On a Tuesday, the schools they got de-staffedOn a Wednesday, they even turned the heat offOn a Thursday, the politicians laughed. (hee-haw)'Cause they got flightsFlights in all their Lear JetsAnd we got chains,Chains around our feet They got their rightsAnd we still got no jobs yetAnd those chains, those chainsJust keep....on....draggin.... d-o-o-o-w-n. (Feel free to add more lyrics. Inspiration can be found here.)

4 comments:

James F Traynor
said...

I can't even (and won't) try to add to your lyrics. But I think Pearl may be right - people are waking up, the great beast of the mass is stirring in its sleep. Can you hear it, you 1% ? It's mumbling in irritation at the liberties you've taken. You and your supporters have disturbed its narcotic slumber. It will awake hungover and mightily pissed off. Beware.

“We're sorry but you're no longer needed or wanted or even cared about here… Doesn't it feel fulfilling to know that you the human being are now obsolete.And there's nothing in hell we'll let you do about it.Soup is good food (we don't need you any more) You made a good meal (we don't need you any more) Now how do you feel (we don't need you any more) To be shit out our ass. And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash… Unemployment runs out after just six weeks How does it feel to be a budget cut? You're snipped. You no longer exist.Your number's been purged from our central computer So we can rig the facts and sweep you under the rug.See our chart? Unemployment's going down.If that ruins your life that's your problem. Soup is good food…”- Dead Kennedys, “Soup Is Good Food,” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MCI6NU2ywtc

“These banks, which already possess enormous power just by virtue of their financial holdings ­ in the United States, the top six banks, many of them the same names you see on the Libor and ISDAfix panels, own assets equivalent to 60 percent of the nation's GDP ­ are beginning to realize the awesome possibilities for increased profit and political might that would come with colluding instead of competing. Moreover, it's increasingly clear that both the criminal justice system and the civil courts may be impotent to stop them, even when they do get caught working together to game the system…

“The only reason this problem has not received the attention it deserves is because the scale of it is so enormous that ordinary people simply cannot see it. It's not just stealing by reaching a hand into your pocket and taking out money, but stealing in which banks can hit a few keystrokes and magically make whatever's in your pocket worth less. This is corruption at the molecular level of the economy, Space Age stealing – and it's only just coming into view.”

“You're a chained-up dog fenced in a yard Don't see much, you can't go far Pace and froth, you're getting sick Run too fast and it'll snap your neck You say you'll break out But you never do You're just another ant in the hill That's your Life Sentence”- Dead Kennedys, “Life Sentence”